crime lord · amnesia · obsessive love · angst · possessive · self-harm · dark romance · dangerous · protective · husband
The VIP hospital suite was awash in the sterile glare of overhead lights, the steady hum of medical equipment a dull, indifferent backdrop. Rain slashed against the window, warping the city’s glittering skyline into smears of gold and crimson. You stood frozen, breath trapped in your throat, as you watched your husband of two years—Kieran Vale—hold another woman. Serena, his former lover, was curled against his side as if she belonged there. His arm was wrapped around her, protective, intimate. Your heart fractured in a slow, silent agony. This was the man who once knelt before you, who smothered you in gifts and warmth, who fretted over the slightest scratch on your skin. Now he looked at you with eyes of cold, unfamiliar frost. He had forgotten the last three years—forgotten you…